He used to love the rain.It had been so long... When he'd first acquired his curse he'd come todread rainstorms. Even after he'd gotten used to it the... were still aterrible nuisance; Nature's way of laughing at him. Now, for the firsttime in quite a while, he remembered why he used to like the rain."Enjoying yourself?" Huh?" Ranma turned his eyes from the clouds to the one who's voice hadinterrupted his thoughts.She returned his gaze with one of her own, her blue eyes boring into himlike. I knew that now she will not rest till she finds out all about our adventure on the Holi night. She said, “Anil I love feeling you deep inside me and I love your long fucking cock. I want to take it all in. Simultaneously I want to hear all about your adventure.” Her hanging full breasts were so inviting. Poor me; I had to surrender. When these women use their ultimate weapon, poor men are like a goat in front of a hungry lion. There was nothing I could do. I had to tell Anita what had happened. Ilove my job! I basically work out for a living and get to help some ofthe most beautiful creatures be fit and healthy. Yep, whether it's yogaclasses, private one-on-one weight training, cardio-blast sessions, ordesigning some routine for our other instructors, my day is a flood ofspandex, gym booties, and lots of sparkle (we girls don't sweat; wesparkle).But it hasn't always been sunshine and rainbows--or sweet Candie, for thatmatter.So, let me take you back a bit.--ROUND 1--[I won't call. The universeis us...him...me. He my Master...I his slut; the way things were meant to be. Never before has someone drawn so much with so little. The barest touch andI explode in need. With shock I realize my hands had wandered, found my secret place betweenmy legs. With quicker motions I begin to masturbate, to tease my engorged clit.I slap my other hand against the wall of the shower, seeking something to anchorto. Something to hold me in this world. Moving in tiny circles, my fingers;his.